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Aug. 6th, 2022 05:55 amThursday I went to visit the elderly friends. They had a book case that needed to be emptied and moved and some other things tat they needed help with.
I wanted to see them a bit more since we lost my Aunt in January. One day the old people are here and then they are gone. It will hit more now as I know a lot of elders. I saw my Uncle on Saturday and then on Wednesday He went into the hospital...a brain tumor pushed on a nerve and it started tremors in his right arm. He is in the hospital now getting radiation to try and shrink the tumor, He is 86.
Well so I take the train and walk. It was Brutally hot... or maybe I am brutally out of shape...either way I was a ball of sweat by the time I got there. Did the chores and heavy lifting and had a visit.
We chatted and then conversations turned. Something about people and stuff and we mentioned the lottery. And one said to me why would you want to win the lottery... it wouldn't make you happy. Nothing you could by would make YOU happy. I said no, but it would make things secure. I wouldn't worry about housing. I could afford to get medical things done. I could just not go to work. Stuff like that. And she said that needing money is stupid.. says someone who has everyone else paying for things for her, even at 80 years old... She said that she tells everyone that her friend Jen is the saddest thing she knows because she has never had a job that she liked and has wasted her life . Umm...Ouch... Gee, many people trying to be responsible have jobs that pay the bills and don't like what they do. It's just that way. I need to pay for where I live and the food I eat so I do what I can that makes enough and for me its office work. There is no housing for me.
I think the saddest thing is that you go to help friends and they say things like that...
I changed the subject... If I was like my Mother...like people think I am I would have thrown out a brutally honest comment and walked out.
She mentioned that she saw me on Facebook where I went to Revere Beach for my Birthday. She said I would have told her and she would have come with me. I said I didn't think she could take the trains and walk like that. She laughed and said that she would never take a train to Revere. She would drive. Oh, I thought you were not driving far anymore, or at least driving through Boston. HMMMMMMMM... she drives...but asks me to help with chores and I take train and have 45 minutes of walking to do to and from the train stations in over 95 degree weather... and she could have picked me up...by car I am 12 minutes away.
Ha.
I feel like a mule...
I wanted to see them a bit more since we lost my Aunt in January. One day the old people are here and then they are gone. It will hit more now as I know a lot of elders. I saw my Uncle on Saturday and then on Wednesday He went into the hospital...a brain tumor pushed on a nerve and it started tremors in his right arm. He is in the hospital now getting radiation to try and shrink the tumor, He is 86.
Well so I take the train and walk. It was Brutally hot... or maybe I am brutally out of shape...either way I was a ball of sweat by the time I got there. Did the chores and heavy lifting and had a visit.
We chatted and then conversations turned. Something about people and stuff and we mentioned the lottery. And one said to me why would you want to win the lottery... it wouldn't make you happy. Nothing you could by would make YOU happy. I said no, but it would make things secure. I wouldn't worry about housing. I could afford to get medical things done. I could just not go to work. Stuff like that. And she said that needing money is stupid.. says someone who has everyone else paying for things for her, even at 80 years old... She said that she tells everyone that her friend Jen is the saddest thing she knows because she has never had a job that she liked and has wasted her life . Umm...Ouch... Gee, many people trying to be responsible have jobs that pay the bills and don't like what they do. It's just that way. I need to pay for where I live and the food I eat so I do what I can that makes enough and for me its office work. There is no housing for me.
I think the saddest thing is that you go to help friends and they say things like that...
I changed the subject... If I was like my Mother...like people think I am I would have thrown out a brutally honest comment and walked out.
She mentioned that she saw me on Facebook where I went to Revere Beach for my Birthday. She said I would have told her and she would have come with me. I said I didn't think she could take the trains and walk like that. She laughed and said that she would never take a train to Revere. She would drive. Oh, I thought you were not driving far anymore, or at least driving through Boston. HMMMMMMMM... she drives...but asks me to help with chores and I take train and have 45 minutes of walking to do to and from the train stations in over 95 degree weather... and she could have picked me up...by car I am 12 minutes away.
Ha.
I feel like a mule...
